Wednesday, February 01, 2006
hi bloggy.
jus now i went to somewhere with my family.
then we saw something.
ok so i wrote a poem on it.
=)
here goes.
That sight
triggers,
again, the stitch now torn.
Unpretty,
its image
stays there,
though not reborn.
Still,
it stays
there,
makes a hollow space inside.
Blankly
just staring,
a moment,two
not quite.
Near,
none but inches,
still
not reached.
Clear
and it kills,
none
but a breach.
hope u enjoyed the poem.
for it was none but my own.=)
rai~
8:21 AM
lakuyula.=)
